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Hayward Prefers ‘Tics Over ‘Eat, ‘Azz

I had this episode on a Pizza Hut promotional VHS as a child. I must have watched it over a hundred times. Thanks for the nostalgia!

A year later and I still really like this joke.

Omg I’m a WOC of color and this “article” was the stupidest thing I’ve ever read. Someone who has probably almost always been in position of blindness realizes they’ve been blind is being chastised for clumsily describing her experience? That’s fucking insane.

Intersectional Feminist Writer: Ugh, I can’t even with these people who won’t wake up and see the sexism all around them!

Hell, if she wanted to be in a better place she could have driven 5 miles in any direction.

Safe!

I remember being in line at the Paramount in Boston waiting to order (long line on a weekend, so it was almost an hour) and when the lady in front of me was called to order, she asked if they had something not on the fucking menu we’ve all been staring at the whole time.

Having listened to the attached clip I believe the targets of his ire was as follows: The English language, the person in charge of mic levels on First Take, and everyone waiting for their car to get fixed across America.

No joke; that organization really needs to overhaul its staph.

The Bulls may have the worst culture in the NBA, but the worst culture in all of sports can be found in the Tampa Bay Buccaneers’ locker room.

Well to be fair, if your daddy came to events dressed as Captain Crunch, you’d think everything was a circus too.

Eat, sleep, train.

So why is this really a big deal? Is it seen as a bad thing or is it just that out of the several ways to say “I” - everyone in Japan had agreed that this would be the last method the pun making skeleton man would use?

Is this being seen as a bad thing or just a surprise?

Appreciation? For tax returns? I see what you did there. ;)

Hopefully you are working to ensure the speedy and complete extinction of those “beautiful specimens.”

The Deadspin staff is a bunch of Channing Fryes convincing the other Channing Fryes that they’re not the Channing Frye.

NO STRINGS! I WANT NO STRINGS ATTACHED WHEN DRINKING A HANDLE OF JACK IN FRONT OF THE BABY